Crossing the Chesapeake bridge - a first for me. Listening to some Peter Hollens and Johnny Cash.

The scenic overlook at Fisherman’s Island, which is right after crossing the bridge. It’s a crisp day - 40 degrees and I’m a little cold - my Michigan blood is thinning out.

I did a tasting first: the wines are so clean and fresh, it will make it hard to decide. This is saying a lot that I’m able to taste since I’m still battling my sinuses.

I decided on the stainless chard to pair with the oysters - I’m a happy camper right now.

Even in November, it’s absolutely beautiful. The water seems a little choppy, but the air is crisp.

I then make my way to the cidery, which is right on the Main Street. I did a flight of three including the seasonal, cranberry basil. The tart cherry I did as a special homage to home.

I’m ending the evening in the parlor at the bnb - drinking some wine & reading Colette. My French self is complete.

I am the only guest there this weekend, so I feel super spoiled.

After breakfast, I went for a walk at Savage Neck Dunes natural preserve.

Virginia still surprises me with how beautiful it is. I was the only one there this morning and it was so peaceful.

I decided to have a little mini photo shoot while I was there.

To get to the beachfront, you take a walk through a wooded area. Then you get to sand and beach

The driftwood

I really needed to take some time this weekend to make a plan for the remainder of the year. Life has been flying by so quickly that It’s been hard to get the things done. I’m going to come back from this weekend feeling very recharged which I’m very grateful for.

Then I moved over to do a tasting with Liam, the owner. He took me through the bourbon, wheat whiskey, rye, maple & apple pie moonshine, and last the vodka (which takes 9 distillations and is so smooth). I walked out with three bottles of assorted whiskey goodies.

The thing I noticed about the moonshines were how balanced they were with flavor. I’m not a moonshiney girl, but I didn’t hate it!

I loved this little gem - located on a side street from the main, but they are really Into the craft - both of the spirit and the cocktail.

Below is a combo of raw and roasted.

They just kept roasting them on the open fire. In fact, now I smell like a roasted oyster.

Fresh & steamy.

I love the local element of an event such as this. I would do it again, but would love to have more company.

Sadly the journey home was not as I planned - that’s the bummer about road trips - traffic can always throw you for a loop. It ended up taking me an extra two hours to get home and then I realized that my car really needed an oil change, so it was back to adulting.

Now I’m preparing for a full work week.

Reflections on this weekend: Cape Charles was unexpected. Granted I have never spent much time on the Eastern Shore, but this had a small bustling downtown. I was told that many new businesses have opened in the last year, so I’m taking that as a sign of tourism for this area. I’m glad I went in the off season because I was able to enjoy places without the huge crowds and take a step back to enjoy chats with the locals where possible.